"Master, you're back..."

When the steward of the Cao family saw Cao Song return, he hurriedly went forward to greet him.

"Hmm, is Aman home?"

Cao Song nodded, handed the vegetables to the gatekeeper, and walked into the courtyard.

"According to the master, the young master is currently in the living room with the young master Yuan and the two young masters of the Xiahou family."

The butler habitually took the vegetables from Cao Song's hands and followed behind him, clearly unfazed by the sight of green vegetables appearing in winter.

"It's rare that Aman didn't go out and cause trouble today."

Hearing that Cao Cao and his men hadn't gone out to cause trouble, Cao Song's expression improved considerably.

What are they doing in the living room? Are they reading?

Cao Song asked questions as he walked, a slight smile on his face.

The butler respectfully replied, "According to Master, the young master and the others are having tea in the living room."

"Oh? Hehe~ These little brats have quite the leisure, they even know how to drink... tea?"

As he spoke, Cao Song's smile froze on his face, and he stared wide-eyed at the steward behind him.

"What did you say?? Cao Cao, Benchu, and the two little brats from the Xiahou family are having tea in the living room??"

"Uh...yes...it was the little one who boiled the water for them!!"

Seeing the sudden change in the expression of the head of the family, the Cao family steward nodded blankly.

Cao Song asked urgently, "Where did they get the tea?"

"Um... it seems that Young Master took it from your study..."

"That little bastard! He's infuriating! No wonder the tea leaves didn't arrive as quickly as before—it was him!"

Cao Song cursed angrily, looked around, saw a stick not far away, grabbed it, and ran towards the living room.